Sun Daxiong ignored what others said, spit in the palm of his hand, and rushed towards Zhan Ling'er again.
He was not a fool. He had been paying attention to Zhan Ling'er's hands this time to prevent her from trying any tricks again.
However, Zhan Ling'er did not move as she said. She still waited for the other party to come closer, then she suddenly turned sideways and tripped with her feet.
Sun Daxiong's huge body flew out from above his head.
"You...you are lying, you promised not to move, you..."
Sun Daxiong shouted.
Before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly, because before his body hit the ground, Zhan Ling'er had already rushed over, hugged Yue with both hands, and held him firmly.
Seeing this scene, everyone watching was shocked.
You also know that this Sun Daxiong is as strong as a calf, weighing only 390 pounds if not 400 pounds, and yet he is actually being held up by a delicate girl?
How is this possible?
Although they saw it with their own eyes, they still didn't want to believe it.
For a moment, the entire martial arts arena fell into an eerie silence.
It was as if everyone's throat was being strangled by an invisible hand.
Zhan Ling'er ignored everyone and threw Sun Daxiong under the ring. When the opponent was about to land, he reached out and pushed, removing all the force and allowing Sun Daxiong to land steadily.
At this time, Sun Daxiong had nothing to say.
He scratched his head and couldn't figure out where the other party got the strength to play with him like a child.
"What a weird movement technique."
Elder Qu's expression became brighter.
With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Zhan Ling'er did not lift Sun Daxiong with brute strength just now, but dispersed all the strength into the steps under his feet.
This technique of breaking everything into parts can only be said to be magical.
There were only two people present who could remain calm, one was Ye Jiuzhou and the other was Wang Shaokun.
That night, he had seen Ye Jiuzhou's legendary movement skills, so he was not surprised at all, but Zhan Ling'er's performance was truly amazing.
Being able to memorize and master such complex movements in just a few days can be called a genius.
Immediately, he turned his attention to Ye Jiuzhou.
If Zhan Ling'er is a genius, then who is Ye Jiuzhou?
He has been the leader of the sect for twenty years. On the surface, he seems to be prosperous, but in fact, he is very nervous. He not only has to worry about threats from within, but also worries about invasions from the outside world.
He had never had direct contact with Ye Jiuzhou, so he couldn't tell whether he was the enemy or the rightist, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
As if aware of his gaze, Ye Jiuzhou also turned his head and smiled at him.
When their eyes met, it seemed as if sparks collided in the air for a moment, and then calmed down again.
Ye Jiuzhou was okay, but Wang Shaokun was shocked because at that moment, he clearly felt a trace of fear.
That’s right, it’s fear!
It felt like being stared at by a wild beast.
He has never felt like this since he became famous!
What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that the other party was only in his twenties.
Where does a boy in his twenties get such strong pressure?
Is the outside world already so terrifying?
In an instant, he had thought a lot, and at the same time he had firmly determined that no matter what, he could not let the door to the secret realm be opened.
He cannot afford this consequence.
On the other side, Elder Yuwen, who had never spoken, also noticed something strange.
He looked at Ye Jiuzhou and then at Wang Shaokun, his expression suddenly became complicated.
"What's the relationship between these two people? Could it be that he is a helper hired by Wang Shaokun from the outside world? But judging from their looks, they don't seem to want to? Or maybe they are acting?"
It is true that people become better with age. Before they are sure, they will not say anything, they will only guess and never give the other party any clues.
"Cousin, what should I do?"
Gong Yue's face also became a little ugly. He didn't expect that Zhan Ling'er would become so powerful in just a few months.
"What are you afraid of? It's just a cover-up."
Zhao Lei snorted and didn't take it to heart at all.
A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, no matter how powerful she is, cannot possibly defeat a 400-pound strong man with three moves.
You don't need to think about it to know that there must be something fishy in this.
"This matter is probably related to Wang Shaokun."
Zhao Lei said: "I have long heard that Zhan Ling'er is Wang Shaokun's illegitimate daughter. I was dubious at first, but now it seems that it is true. That strong man must have been arranged by Wang Shaokun in order to make Zhan Ling'er
Pushy."
Hearing this, Gong Yue also nodded secretly, and then glanced in the direction of Wang Shaokun. Sure enough, Wang Shaokun's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all by what happened on the ring.
"This old guy worked really hard to help his daughter get the upper hand. It's a pity that he met us."
Zhao Lei snorted and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
If it wasn't for the purpose of avenging his cousin, he wouldn't bother to participate in a competition of this level.
In fact, Wang Shaokun was more surprised than everyone present. The reason why his face was expressionless was because he understood a truth: He who has thunder in his heart but a face as smooth as a lake can become a king!
If he didn't even have this kind of self-cultivation, how could he possibly sit in the position of sect leader?
While everyone was thinking wildly, Zhan Ling'er had already walked off the stage and turned a deaf ear to the praises around her.
Because she understands that when she is at her best, these people can praise her to infinite heights, and similarly, when she is at her lowest, it is these people who trample her the hardest.
She returned to Ye Jiuzhou, sat down, and looked at Ye Jiuzhou quietly.
To be honest, even she herself did not expect that she would win the game so easily. All of this was of course thanks to Ye Jiuzhou's training.
Everyone's eyes also followed her and noticed Ye Jiuzhou.
"Where did this guy come from?"
"Looking at the look in Senior Sister Zhan's eyes, she seems to have a good impression of him! But look at that guy, he is so indifferent to Senior Sister Zhan. It's really unreasonable."
"Who knows, maybe he is a young master from a certain family!"
"I think he should be the seeded player this year."
"Could he be a disciple in front of the palace?"
…
Not only these ordinary people, but also several disciples in front of the palace also laid their eyes on Ye Jiuzhou.
Of course they knew that Ye Jiuzhou was not a disciple in front of the palace, but their intuition still told them that the person in front of them was not simple.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Ye Jiuzhou and Zhan Ling'er, and no one paid attention to the ongoing assessment until one person came on stage...
"Look, it's Senior Brother Zhao Lei!"
"So handsome!"
"In the preliminary selection just now, he killed the opponent instantly with one move. It was really not satisfying. I hope he can demonstrate more moves this time!"
"Stop dreaming. In the last assessment, he also killed his opponent with one move and easily won first place. To this day, I have never seen him use a second move!"
"Is it really that powerful? I think even the disciples in front of the palace may not be able to do it, right?"
"I'm really curious as to which unlucky guy got Senior Brother Zhao Lei."
…
After hearing the discussions around him, Zhao Lei couldn't help but curl his lips with a look of disdain.
Because he has seen a lot of these guys who can only flatter themselves.
At this time, there was already a person standing on the ring. This person was 18 or 19 years old, with a Chinese character face, a muscular back, and a heroic look on his face. He did not look like an ordinary person.